Thursday, January 22, 2009

A Poem by Sharon Irvine

I have been to several poetry readings lately. Last night, out in Kaministiquia, sitting with friends, listening to each other’s poems, I was reminded of this poem by the incomparable Sharon Irvine.


Words embracing Words
and us.

Intricate tunnels
of images so distilled
only sweaty concentration
releases them:
sweet summer wind
in a closed room.

So much emotion,
so many ideas
in one small space,
like an electric field:
shared power
to light the darkness of all our caves.

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